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Wednesday, 01 February 2012

  • Such is life.

    Alright so, it's 4:01 AM and I am fucking wired. I've been in my dorm's basement/lounge studying accounting for the past... well since 9 PM. It's been a while since i've moved my legs. Feels bad man. But such is life. 

     

    Mkay so where to start? Where I left off? Alright lehgo. So after that extremely embarrassing last-last post and then that meaningless Hell Week post... nothing really happened. Life went on. I didn't breakdown like a little bitch, I got through pledgeship, I got through finals, everything was as fine as it could be I suppose. No but really, being an official "Delt Brother" just meant that I didn't have to be at the frat house all the time... soooo basically I started never going because I resented it and the majority of the people that were affiliated with it so much. So yeah, I dropped that Delta Tau Delta bullshit. It's like... looking back i'm kind of glad I did it... but not really. I don't know, it's a hard thought to convey. You have to experience it I guess. It's just like, examine the process: get shit on for 3 three months, get MAJORLY shit on for a week straight, and then after all of the pure shit you've been put through, you're supposed to turn back around and be these guys' friend? The fuck kind of logic is that? From that whole experience I learned that I am the antithesis of a fratstar. That realization was pretty nice. I finally stopped lying to myself. Like honestly, this is what the Greek system is (this goes for sororities too): I pay over a thousand dollars a semester to be given the right to go to a shitty, run-down, dilapidated excuse for a mansion and play beer pong with a group of fags, 90% of whom I loathe, and occasionally be solicited by the insanely drunk, wizard-sleeve kind of worn out excuse of a walking vagina that call themselves "sorostitutes"? WHY WOULD ANYONE DO THIS? Like are people that desperate to belong to something bigger than themselves that they are willing to essentially buy their friends and forfeit their personalities in the process? Apparently the answer is fuck yes, because all I see are fratstars around UGA with their matching sperrys and their visors and their ugly ass sunglasses with croakies (that shit they put on the end of their sunglasses so they can hang it around their neck, you know what i'm talking about?). Like who the FUCK decided that was swag? I don't see Dwayne Wade or Ryan Gosling wearing that wack shit. Maybe John Deere or George W. Bush decided that was swag. I don't know who it was, but they obviously had to be either extremely retarded or blind. But hey I mean if they want to wear camo in the paved streets of UGA's campus then who the fuck am I to say they shouldn't? 

     

    Uhhh okay so aside from gay frat shit, I had finals. That was the most stressful 7 days of my life. Long story short, my efforts were pretty much fruitless as I received a 2.5 GPA for my first college semester. Way to set the bar high Jake. Fuck man I piss myself off so much. I am the scrubiest motherfucker in the world. Ugh, anyways.

    This semester i've been on my grind. Well, I've only had one quiz so far (which I got a fuckin 100% on, lehgo). I had a test too but that was earlier today and it hasn't been graded yet. But i've been studying, consistently. I'm caught up in all of my school work, like i've done all the reading bullshit that I never used to do in Highschool that supplements the lecture. It feels good. I feel kinda over prepared sometimes but I guess that's better than under prepared. 

    So i'm not sure how I feel about the whole Tuesday/Thursday only schedule. Like it's really nice to have all this free time, but I have like, no idea how to spend it. Usually I end up sleeping it away. I'll go to bed at like 4 AM on Friday and wake up at 4 PM... and just like that my day is over. It's not like I have a Lifetime I can go to at night. Everything's closed. So it's just me in my little dorm room with my laptop, looking for tv shows to watch. Such a sad existence I lead. Honestly looking from a totally objective point of view i'd probably say I was the most uninteresting kid ever. Damn I haven't even thought about that before... Well I guess I have. But... I don't know. I keep telling myself that my life will "peak" in my mid to late twenties. I'll go to fancy ass parties with stock brokers and that kinda yuppie revelry bullshit. But recently my future looks so more and more unclear. I can only tell myself i'll be CEO 10k a day for so long before I stop believing it. Which kinda sucks you know? Like damn where are all of our childhood aspirations now? I wanted to be a lead guitarist for a rock band. And now my goal is to retire when i'm 50. What kind of fucked up, displaced world do we live in? *sigh* .........I was just about to type "If only..." but then I realized like, if only what? What can be changed that would affect, anything. Fuck why am I rambling? This is supposed to be about school, and about myself. Not fucking society.

    Aite so I have a class with Emilie, she's a bitch in real life too. It's whatever. That was all a figment of my imagination. 

    So there's this girl in my Spanish 2002 class. She looks extremely similar to Emma Watson. She cute. She seems pretty in to me too. We barely have a chance to talk since it's spanish class and we are forced to speak in spanish and only when called on and all that bullshit. But I don't know. She's cool. We'll see where it goes I guess. Probably nowhere, and I mean that's straight. But hey, ya never know. But even if I did get to know her better, eventually she'd want to like, go out or whatever with my friends/with her friends. And like, my friends at UGA basically consist of Tim Oh. Like he's the only person I've actually like eaten dinner with because I actually want to. And that's just because he's in one of my classes. If we didn't have a class together then it'd be Forever Alone status. So if she asks like what do I do friday nights? Oh yeah you know, just go to the SLC, crack open a few textbooks, shit gets pretty wild. Fuckin sike dude. I don't know she doesn't seem like a fucking rager like all the other hoes at UGA, but shit, I guarantee she's not up at 4:30 writing in a blog that only 4 people see. But hey, such is life.

    That's what sucks about us being so far apart. Like we make a good ass team. Everyone loves us. Remember that summer? The Golden fucking Summer. We did it big. Together we are a pretty sick crew. And we don't even do anything crazy. Like fuck we go to the park, or Kara's basement. And sometimes it sucks dick but most of the time we make that shit fun, real fun. Imagine if we were all together at the same college. That'd be like, nonstop Golden Summer status. Golden.... fucking LIFE. Damn dude. I just thought about it. That was probably the happiest time of my life. Fuck what if that's the happiest i'll ever be? Fuckin sophomore year summer. And everything else is downhill......

    Mkay gotta talk about something else before I slit my wrists. So i've been hitting the gym consistently this semester, getting back my beautiful body that I lost. It sucks man, knowing how strong you were and not being able to push out the same weight. Feels like... so underachieved. But it's coming back pretty steadily. And i'm not like real skinny/fat. It's more of an ego thing probably.

    I noticed recently, when I walk, I don't look up, I look like towards where i'm about to walk on the ground. I've tried to like, look up at the fuckin world around me. But this habit is like impossible to break. I feel like i've probably missed out on so much shit just because I haven't been looking up. It's probably analogous to my low self esteem :/ Just kidding. My self esteem is pretty average i'd say. I still think i'm better than everyone heh.

    Alright so over winter break I made around $800 working as an "intern" for the company my dad works at. The work was so shitty and that was the longest three weeks of my life, but it was worth it. The reason I'm saying this is because now basically all of that money is gone... I have like a little over $100 left in my bank account. I've seriously been buying so much shit lately. Like it's all pretty useless. I mean, it's nice shit. But I don't NEED it you know? I could save it. But I don't. Anyways so I think the reason is because I'm literally lonely as fuck. Drowning my sorrows and loneliness in material things. I'm trying to think back to the break, I think I saw you guys like 4 times total. That's pretty fucked up for 3 and 1/2 weeks of free time. And I haven't been home yet this semester. Which isn't helping. But don't get me wrong. I'm not like suffocating in loneliness or anything. It's actually like, nice, but really dull. Just like a grey tint has been put over my life. The highlights of my days are usually working out. Which is only because I usually wake up after the buses stop running so I have to walk to the gym in the freezing ass cold. I just want to like, be with you fags. Forever. One never ending sleepover in Kara's basement lehgooo.

    My hair grew out REALLY shit-ily from that buzz cut I got. It looks wack as hell. But I don't want to get another haircut for fear of looking even wacker. Hm, the decisions.

    I can't wait for this bonfire shit that's going down this weekend. Like I can tell it's either gonna be like EXTREMELY wack or fuckin awesome. Imma be trying for the latter.

    I might transfer to Tech. I've been thinking about it ever since the start of the semester. What is keeping me here? Not much. I can tell you that much heh. But we'll see. It's just a thought for now. 

    Guys like, I fucking hate Will. Like I like him, but I fucking hate him. I swear, everythign I say, just like for example, "oh hey man I was thinking of joining this group at uga" Will ALWAYS says something bad about it, "nah dude that shit sucks. Engineering's where it's at. The shit i'm doing is so hard right now fuxx you would die, straight up" I'm like dude fuck your chink ass. Seriously like if you're gonna bitch all the time about it then maybe you should change your fucking major, or just shut the fuck up please. Like this dude has some sort of complex where he has to be the one with the MOST. Whether it's the most homework or the most money or the most fucking rice. And you can fucking bet he'll tell you about it too. Me: "dude i just got this tight ass pen called ______" Will: "oh yeah? hah, I had that three years ago, it's all about _______ now. I have three." Like Will, please, shut the hell up you cocky bastard. And it just really always pisses me off how he has to cheat every system in the fucking world. Like "Dude I just yelled at this customer service rep at microsoft and they're sending me a brand new keyboard"......... like who the fuck does that? That poor ass person on the other end of the line doesn't deserve Will's ass yelling at them over some made up shit. But anyways. I digress. Honestly I hate Will, but I love it too because it makes me want to shut his ass up so I do better in school. I fucking hate-study all the time. Like i'll be memorizing definitions, "deferred expenses are resources paid for prior to receiving the actual benefits, yeah will take that shit you chinky ass bitch" Shit's gay, maybe i'm just a fag. But his bitchass is a powerful motivator. 

    I have been drinking a lot of coffee lately. Shit is expensive. I need to stop. But Jittery Joe's is too good. That white chocolate Mocha... mmmmmmmmm fuck. I wish it was open right now.

    My intramural playoff game is in like 13 hours. Fuck man. How am I supposed to study, sleep, AND break people's ankle's in such a small amount of time? There aren't enough minute in the day.

    I finished the show Californication recently, well watched all the episodes up until the new ones. It's so tight. Hank, the main character is like that guy. THAT guy. He always gets the bitches too, even though he only wants Karen. It's funny how we can have all this shit but we never really have what we truly want. 

    Damn i've been listening to Classical music on pandora for like 8 hours straight. What the hell am I doingggggg?

    Hawks are lookin pretty fuckin beast this year. 4th in the power rankings? Uh LEHGO. But I know they won't win a title so it's like, I can only be so happy. But whatever. I'm excited to watch some good basketball.

    Fuck man, Hannah livingston retweeted one of my tweets to 609 of her fucking followers and I have yet to receive one new email saying that I have a new follower. Like seriously only 44 people really care enough to read my tweets? Fuck twitter man. It's all about xanga.

    Oh yeah, Luigi isn't allowed to use my TV anymore. I'm pretty sure all you guys know. But yeah, he's not allowed. He was pissed at first. But he got over it.

    Alright honestly, I know everyone is thinking it, so i'll just say it. Brock looks like a fucking caveman.............. oops.

    Kara what do you want for your birthday?

     

     

    I'm all out of shit to say. Sorry my post today wasn't full of as many profanities and gloominess.

Thursday, 29 September 2011

  • Hell Week

    is next week.

    look at the shit we need:

    Supplies:

    4 black sheets

    3 dozen eggs

    sharpies

    white tee shirt each

    two dozen condomsbiggest bottle of lube you can find

    sleeping bags, pillows

    dress clothes for a week

    5 rolls of duct tape

    toilet paper

    bananas, oranges, apples for the week (one each)

    athletic clothes

    tennis shoes

    skinny wiffle ball bat

    one 500 piece puzzle

    birthday sprinkels (lots)

    zip lock bags

    wide assortment of candy

    double sided dildo (not really, but it made me scared nonetheless)

     

    If I survive i'll post about it. shit's gonna suckkk dick though... hopefully not literally

Saturday, 10 September 2011

  • I don't know what the fuck i'm doing. I swear to god i feel like i'm about to have a nervous breakdown or some shit. All of this school shit and being alone as fuck and all these fake ass friends i'm supposed to pretend to like at the frat.... it's just so much to handle all at once. Like i thought college was supposed to be fun as fuck but i'm just stressed. All i have are deadlines and more deadlines like that shit never fucking ends. I have a to-do list for school on my wall and i literally have only crossed out 4 things out of like 20 because i'm always busy with frat shit. I keep telling myself that it'll be worth it in the end but goddamn it i really cannot see the light at the end of this fucking tunnel. It wouldn't be a big deal to just quit if all of you were up there with me but if i quit then i really will be the loneliest motherfucker in the world. And i swear i feel like the biggest fucking pussy right now because I thought i'd be able to handle this shit no sweat. But it's sooo hard. I took so much shit for granted before and now i realize it. I took you guys for granted and now i regret the fuck out of it. Fuck i want to drop out so bad and just chill in gwinnett forever with you guys. But this is my life now, and it fucking sucks. I would give anything to go back to senior year and live out that shit for the rest of my life. But i can't, and I just want to punch a hole through the goddamn wall because i feel like i wasted all that time and never really enjoyed myself. I feel like i really do not connect with any fucking person here. I wish i could just hang out with you guys forever holy shit. I can only numb myself for so long until i start to miss the fuck out of you guys seriously so bad. And i've had to DD the past like two days, driving drunk ass older people back and forth where ever and it seriously sucks. Like is this what i'll become? these fuckers literally scare the shit out of me. They yell and shit and i can't tell if they're serious or not and fuck. It's just so stressful. And this fucking post really isn't going to change shit because I still have to memorize all this frat shit for tomorrow night along with all the fuckign work i missed while i was sick. and regular shit on top of that. Fuck when will it fucking end? I would've dropped the fraternity by now if i hadn't already paid $1000 in dues. And then what would i do then anyways? chill in my dorm 24/7? fuck that sounds so fucking nice. FUCK WHY does college suck so much dick for me? 

     

    okay i'll spare you the rest of my emotions

Sunday, 12 June 2011

  • The Beginning of the End

    Fuck man I really didn't want to update so late but I got in the mood after re-reading every single one of everyone's updates... so where should I start? Probably where I left off last post? Yeah that'd be smart. I know i'm going to regret writing this in the morning but fuck it, it needs to be done. Now hold on while I reread it...

    Holy shit it's been so long since I updated hahah the fuck is wrong with me...

    Damn how things have changed. I was a happy little fucker back then, it's sad how i'm going to have to chronicle my whole senior year instead of individual events in it, like the way it should be. SIGH So many regrets. Ugh I need to organize these thoughts. Okay so last summer.. I don't even remember it. All I remember is that when I didn't hang out with everyone I seriously got depressed. Real talk my mom made me go to the doctor because I was sleeping all the time and had no energy. Looking back on the "me" that I was a year ago... fuck it makes me cringe. What a pussy. But anyways, the days got better, summer left, school started, and the simple things that we do everyday kept me occupied.

    I changed from the kid I was at the beginning of senior year. I don't know what happened, but I got more serious. I got greedy and cocky and antisocial, but I got focused and driven and it felt good. Beginning of senior year, I realized that I was going to get into a shitty college because of my shitty work ethic and that I was a weak little fuck that no girl would ever want to go out with. So I focused on myself. I don't know what happened, no major event or anything made me realize this. It was just like... a gradual thing that I had been thinking that I decided to actually act on. So I became a lot more introverted, I worked out and worked. I barely remember hanging out that first semester. All I remember doing was studying and working(out). Fuckin Mrs. Hicks and Brunswick's ass worked me. But I like did fucking well. I made some good ass grades and it felt good as shit. Like all the shittiness was worth it in the end. I eliminated all the distractions out of my life and turned my focus on what I wanted. And I got it. But I wanted more. I want more. All of this hard work only made me want more hurdles to overcome so I could get even better. It's like every test I raped was adding wood to this fire. It set my sights on the highest of goals and I just tell myself why the fuck not? Why can't I reach that shit? Why can't I go to UGA, get a 4.0 and fuck Emilie Gulich in the process? First semester taught me that I can reach all of that shit. I just have to want it enough. Like it's there for anybody and everybody to take. I'm not smart, trust me. Fuckin Deepan, that indian fucker, is smart. I just want it. I want it more than anyone. And if that shit makes me a bad person in some people's eyes then fuck them. They don't know how it is.

    Shit my thoughts are so fragmented up there ^. Fuck it though. Let's keep going. 2nd semester... Environmental science was easy, and gay. Had that class with Mingu and we barely even talked. Funny how familiarity can do shit like that. Mrs. Konhke was fat as hell, but I ended up liking her in the end. She took the pussy way out by getting gastric bypass surgery but whatever, now she won't be obese as shit. Good for her. My second block was CP Trig. The only thing that I got out of that class was the gullibility of teachers, the respect you get when you're smart, and the stupidity of 15/16ths of our class. Hahah like seriously if these fuckers just listened to what the teacher said, they would understand. I'm not even trying to be cocky here. Niggas are just so unmotivated. And the teacher let me do whatever the fuck I wanted just because my calculator could do all of the equations itself for the first few tests so I had that 100%. ;) I'm a sneaky little fucker sometimes heh. Okay third block was Psychology and Allie. Mannn fuck her. Seriously. Will address later, don't worry fags. Mrs. Cardwell was a faggot. I kinda liked her but hated her air of superiority. It's one thing if she had some legit credentials but she was a stupid ass dog looking hoe who only knew what the textbook told her about psychology. She sucked my dick the whole semester though because I had the highest grade. It was annoying. Interesting as FUCK class though. I liked the material very much. And then Dr. Funk and Econ. Fuck that shit. I respected the fuck out of her but seriously she kinda sucked at teaching. And I was kinda burned out by 4th block anyways. I didn't have the desire to work hard in that class because I knew I would never out-econ Jay Sills or fuckin Deepan. Fuck them though, I got out of it was pretty good grade. Maybe even a 5 on the ap exam. We'll see... And I quit my job in like..  February. Why did I do this? I was being a little bitch, now that I look back on it. I was pissed because I basically had to be fake 24/7. With my new super ego I had to pretend like I wasn't better than everyone else there and I don't know.. shit wore me down I guess. Plus my workouts were getting fucked up and that was more important at the time to me. But now I have $50 to my name and so many things I want to buy. Mmmmmmm fuck the agony I am in whenever I go by a Finish Line.

    So yeah, this school year changed me. And now that it's summer, on nights like these where i'd normally be studying, I find myself at a fuckin loss. There's nothing for me to work on or perfect. It's time wasted.. at least to me. I was thinking about picked my guitar back up so I'd have something to get better at, but summer numbs the work ethic. I should probably stop bitching if I don't even have the resolve to pick anything up. But fuck it. I am the epitome of hypocrisy. At least I realize it. I go on too many tangents. I'm already lucky if I got you to read this far. So just take a little break if you want to right now mkay?

    Mkay so the finality of graduation was something I had been talking about for a while before graduation but honestly I never felt it at all. I still don't. It was just something to talk about. I do that a lot hah, lie so i'll have something to talk about, but that's not what this paragraph is about. So we're all leaving each other... Forever? It feels like it'll be forever. But we'll all probably keep in touch, at least for the first year. After that who knows. But let's not stress about it. Just enjoy the time we have now, and whatever happens in the future will be for the best. Graduation took so long but then it flew by at the same time. We're all grown up now. But I feel the same. I'm gonna feel the same in 2 days when I turn 18 too. Too bad life doesn't like... change substantially on certain dates. It just drags on and on. 

    Eric's house... kinda lame. Honestly I didn't think his cajun family was funny at all. It was like being a family gathering of my own. Forced to laugh at stupid shit over and over. Couldn't even understand his grandfather. Tiffany kept staring at me, I swear. Hahah bitch has a crush on me *shrug* It's me. I don't remember anything else about it. Oh except he got fucking stacks. But he only got to keep like $50 of it. That sucks. His family has financial issues. Shit really sucks. Nigga is gonna be all alone when we're kickin it in college. Poor ghosty. He never works out with me anymore. Kinda pisses me off. Like he just switched groups again. Fuckin never ending judas complex.

    I keep thinking I hear my text tone go off. But I don't... *sigh* wishful ass thinking.

    Okay I feel like I should address working out since I have in the past like 5 posts. So i'm strong as fuck now, but not strong enough. Just like everything else in life, I'm not satisfied. I want to be a little bigger, a lot more cut, weigh 150lbs, and be like 6 or 7% bodyfat. I don't like talking about working out anymore. I feel like everyone thinks i'm being cocky or something. Fuck it though. I haven't made progress in like a few months. I need to switch up my workout and get more Black Powder but I have no money and Brian won't make me yet another one. Time to diet. 147ish and counting...

    Okay so apparently my mom had skin cancer. She got whatever removed though. So it's all good I think. She had to get like stitches and shit on her face. Not gonna be a pretty scar. Is it bad that she still annoys me basically whenever she talks? I seriously want to just tell her to shut the fuck up sometimes. But it'd just make her talk more. So I just say "okay, i'll do _____" so she'll shut up. I found out my dad never graduated from Georgia Tech. Scrub ass dropped out or got kicked out or failed or something like that. Hah, what a hypocrite. Pushing me to get an education, probably just so I can support his ass because he fucked up that too. I found out when I was filling out my FAFSA shit. Had to give them the graduation date of both my parents. Oops dad you never graduated. Nice. Lost all respect for him after that shit. *Sigh* My relationship with my family is probably fucked up to any third-party looking in. But fuck, niggas just don't understand how it is.

    Holy shit i'm tired. 4:16 AM. Why do I do this shit to myself?

    This summer has been pretty nice so far. Hanging out constantly, volleyball, all of that shit. It's nice. Definitely not what I expected. Thought it was gonna suck. But it's actually turning out pretty great. I'm tan as fuck, what's not to like?

    I keep listening to Marvin's Room and Dreams Money Can Buy. Shit's been on repeat since like 8 last night. Drake's voice is so nice. I love him.

    My room is messy as fuck.

    I gotta go to church tomorrow... dammit. Hello only 5 hours of sleep.

    I like hanging out with Brian and Ryan, going to the driving range. It's probably the most chill time ever. It might sound boring but we just fucking chill and hit balls and talk about shit. It's just like.. relaxing and nice as hell. I don't know how to explain it. Fuck I suck at explaining things. 

    Hmmm Shelby's online. What ever happened to her? We used to talk all the time... But she's too ADD to keep anything serious and give it a constant amount of attention. Too bad. She was cute as fuck. I felt like I could relate to her too. Her loss though... or is it mine? Fuckckckckckckckcckckck

    Should've gone to prom, should've asked Allie. Shouldn't have been such a pussy. So many regrets.

    I want to sleep all day tomorrow. But I feel like i'll miss out on something. Maybe i'll flip a coin.

    Will annoys me sometimes. HAHAH he swam... what the fuck. Biggest surprise of my life. Armageddon is surely just around the corner. Knew he wasn't allergic to chlorine. 

    I'm gonna buy some Swisher Sweets on my birthday and smoke them heheheheh. You guys wanna join?

    Getting all the shit ready for college is so stressful. Like fuck I have to buy linens for my dorm, like what the fuck I have sheets on my bed right now, the fuck do i need more for? Shit's stupid, unnecessarily stressful. And the "Send" button for my UGA email address doesn't work... Like how much more shit can go wrong? I don't understand.

    I fucking hate not having a car. You all don't understand how shitty it is. Seriously. Fuck all of you.

    People make no sense to me. I swear they all do the opposite of what's best for them and visa versa.

    I think Brian's pissed that we didn't see Super 8. Oops..

    Honestly I got so much better at basketball in the past like 3 months. I think it's from working out heh. Criss cross randy moss. I'm a faggot. 

    I like Jim. Too bad he's gonna disappear like he always does. He's been hanging out with us for too long, too consistently. Damn.

    I don't want to room with JP. Fuck. I don't want to be in a Frat either. Too bad for me.

    My parents want to go to a nice dinner for my birthday, another for graduation, and another because my GPA was 99.5 for my last semester. Like fuck I do not give a shit about nice dinners. Plz just give me the $100 you would've spent and let me get a tattoo and it'll all be good.

     

    Fuck I'm tired. I'm done. Hope you enjoy this. And hopefully it won't take me another year to update.

     

Tuesday, 24 August 2010

  • Currently
    Lupe Fiasco's the Cool
    By Lupe Fiasco
    Go to Sleep
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    Fire in my wind-pipe.

    Okay so i just read one of my old private entries... all i gotta say is i'm inspiring. Fuck forgot where i was going with this.

    Alright so its like 10:30 and i'm supposed to be asleep by this time but i'm too busy eating this canned chicken breast that's dry as fuck and gross as fuck. But i gotta do what I gotta do. This is just some shitty means to a stylin end. I gained 4 pounds since i started my pseudo-diet. Shit feels good. My goal is 150 lbs by summer. I think it's a pretty real goal. And once i reach it i'm going to get a buzz cut. Forreal. Not gonna lie it feels good to making substantial progress. To think at one time i could barely bench 95 pounds... shit. But now its good. I know what i'm doing, what's good and what's not. And i look forward to working out every fucking day. So anyways... i'm 133 and counting.

    So school is pretty tight. It's not even stressful really. My classes are tight. I don't really have that much homework. Except for AP Lang. Fucking Ms. Hicks's ass. At the beginnign i thought she was so gay but then I read her bio on the school website and she has some beast credentials. Like harvard kinda shit. So even if I don't like her I still respect her. Team sports is sweaty as shit. And I hate the way Derek plays. I hate Derek. Fucking fouling and shit. AP gov is kinda gay. So many notes. But i'm killin it so its cool. Sociology is interesting. Ms. Costello is tight, but she seems so unorganized, which is something that pisses me off about teachers. Like Ms. York, that hippie fucker. Oh and i don't think i turned in like half of the work we've done so far... My bad.

    I hate Derek. He's so gay. I like how he thinks he's big just because he works out with Garrett. Wearing wifebeaters and shit... sucks dick at ball even though he's so fucking tall. I think i hate everything about him. And his pimply ass back. Shit is vile. His nose is enormous, his eyes are literally on the opposite sides of his head. Fuck

    So eric's been pissing me off lately too. It's like ever since he's "gotten" Allie he's changed. Like I asked him if Allie asked him for a ride if he'd give her one every day and he said he would. So you won't give me, one of your really good friends a ride, when it's on the way fucking home and i'd pay you a dollar every fucking day, but you'll give some bitch who you haven't even known for a month one. How can you betray someone like that? Shit just fucking BAFFLES my mind. Yeah and he used to laugh and shit all the time and now its like he's trying to be Zen master or something. The only time he ever even like giggles is when i make fun of the fuckers in our sociology class. Otherwise he's so BORING. Honestly I don't think him and allie will last long at all. Or maybe they will because they're both boring so they can be boring together. It also baffles my mind how Eric is the object of contention between Allie and Lauren. The only comparison I can make is like Matt Chow choosing to buy some shitty mexi-van instead of his beamer. But whatever.

    Anthonty keeps talking about prom with glen. Makes me think about it. I seriously do not even want to go. School dances=gay as hell, but I don't want to look back and hate myself for not going. So i'll go. The only question is, who to take? I'm really not worried because its like 8 months away but still.. can't let the date sneak up on me. gotta prepare.

    I seriously think that the little circle after school is so gay. Hah like i have absolutely no desire to hear about what coochi squad is doing or who is going to lifetime. Because really that's all that anyone talks about in the circle. "You goin to lt? What time?" fucking repeat 8x and then it's time to go.

    Aamir's always in a bad mood. Fuck it. Fuck him. He's just insecure about Anisha or whatever that girl's name is. It sounds black, lmfao. She had a big nose. oops

    I love getting paid. That money burns through my pocket though. I have a list of things I want, and I've only crossed off one of the things so far. Shit's gay. I need a new phone and new basketball shoes. So that's around 350$ heh. God knows i'm not about to make that shit next paycheck. Fuck it. Step by step. Eye's down and before you know it you're there, know what i mean.

    Seriously everyone at the IF does hardcore drugs. Like all these fuckers are getting together and are gonna smoke salvia or some shit. I've never even heard of that shit. I hope one day we all get randomly drug tested and I pass and everyone else get's fired. What's up.

    It pisses me off how close minded we all are. I can almost guarantee that each of us will smoke some weed after it gets legalized in the next few years. And i don't want you little niggas to miss out. Actually I don't really care. But honestly the only reason we don't do it is because shit's illegal. I'm not going to burn that bridge and miss out later in life.

    Lupe Fiasco is one of my favorite rappers. I cannot wait until LASERS comes out. Stupid Atlantic Record bitchasses.

    I really want a bracelet. My wrists feel so empty. But I dont' want a gay one and I don't want to have one just to have one. It has to mean something.



    So I just wipe the cool from my eye...